POV : MAYA (2)

When Maya started to lose her mind from being raped, suddenly a hard kick hit the face of the big man who put her to sleep.

With an angry face Maya tried to see what happened, she saw the big man who put her to bed lying motionless.

Trying to see who did it Maya immediately froze, at this time she saw Kyle had a masculine appearance with a body full of scars and a lion tattoo on his back and an authoritative handsome face.

Maya stared at Kyle with a tight heart as he realized how strong and skilled the man was in fighting. Although this cruel sight made her uncomfortable, there was a strangeness in her that began to emerge.

"He has a strange way, but he looks so strong," Maya thought, her eyes not leaving the agile movements of Kyle who was mastering the fight.

Watching Kyle's performance during the fight, Maya's heart was racing, she had never felt this way before.

"Does he have any other tricks?" Maya whispered to herself, not realizing that her thoughts were beginning to focus on the man who was fighting with the thugs.

The more she looked at the man, the more mesmerized she became. 'Ahh, I want to give him a monkey' her mind screamed, her lower body wet.

"What's happening to me?" muttered Maya, feeling confused by the feelings that were beginning to fill her. Unlike before, among the sounds and chaos of the fight, Maya began to see Kyle in a different way.

Maya watched the fight with mixed feelings. On the one hand, the brutality of the fight made him uncomfortable, but on the other hand, Kyle's toughness and skill caught his attention

"What's happening to me?" muttered Maya once again, trying to make sense of his increasingly complicated feelings for the mysterious man.

Maya felt his heart pounding as he watched Kyle easily overcome the thugs, his every move like a deadly dance. Her gratitude was mixed with admiration, and she couldn't help but feel a strange pull towards this mysterious savior.

When Kyle turned his head to check on her, Maya's feelings went haywire. Gratitude, fear, and something she could not recognize. She managed to nod in response to Kyle's attention, but her mind was filled with questions about the man who had just saved her.

What kind of person is he? Maya wondered, observing Kyle's cold expression and piercing black eyes. Why did he help me? Is it just because of that voice, or is there something more?

The subtle kindness in Kyle's question about her situation surprised Maya. She felt a connection, whether momentary or not, and a glimmer of warmth appeared in her heart.

Could he be the one destined for me? Maya thought, her mind drifting into daydreams of a bright future with the man in front of her.

Imagining him made her heart race.

As Kyle continued to gather supplies, Maya couldn't help but glance in his direction. Her mind was filled with questions about how to make a lasting impression, how to bridge the gap between them. What is he like? What can I do to earn his trust and maybe more?

In the midst of the shattered supermarket, Maya's mind wandered into the territory of the romance she had dreamed of as a young girl. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more of Kyle in her heart.

When they parted ways after the incident, Maya's heart broke as she realized the harsh reality that Kyle did not like her.

However, there was still some hope left in her. Maybe, just maybe, Maya thought, if fate permits, our paths will cross again.